122 The Hunting Field With Horse and Hound 



Canada and sail away with dogs and guns down the St. 

 Lawrence and its rapids, to join our guides in the forest of 

 Nova Scotia or New Brunswick; but all that is in pickle for 

 some future time, when the pencil is sharp and the season is 

 ripe. 



May the yachts of Toronto Bay never grow less in number; 

 may hound's music never cease at the Toronto kennels; may 

 the daughters of the hunt ever remain the pride and dehght 

 of their fathers, their brothers, their lovers and their friends, 

 and may they leave to the generation to come, daughters and 

 sons of their own to perpetuate true sport to the end of time. 



Long live Toronto, a sportsman's paradise! Long live 

 Canada, the cradle of sportsmen good and true! 



